Alright, this is it! The last installment of this *EVER*!!! Because there isn't much to write after this... aw, well... and this is it:
PART 8: The Fruits Of Wisdom And The Perils Of Maturity
Author: Blimey The Toad
Disclaimer: Hey, Marvel, look! I'm using your charectors shamelessly! Hahahahahaha! But as long as I admit that they're yours, there's nada ya can do about it.
Later that night:
"Hank! Hank! Hank! Hank! YAAAAAAAY!" Everyone in the bar screamed as they cheered Hank on to yet another drinking game victory. A now well-plastered Hank was reveling in the fact that he had beaten everyone who'd gone against him. The crowd loved him. His newly aquired frined, Mory and Lissa, were about as hammered as him, and it was one loud, liquor filled party. And then the dancing began...
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Gambit had sat patiently as Rogue had finished off the bottle of wine, and ordered yet another. He waited without a word said as she spoke in a nearly incomprehensible slurred southern accent, about her past, and their past, and her thoughts on George W., Haley comet, and everything in between. Then she got to what he'd been waiting for.
"Remy, Ah... that is ta say *burp* Ah were tryin' ta tell yuns earliern, but that ye know tha pruh-fessuh *hiccup* Xavier, that is... he... uh... made me this thang that... well, yuns know muh powuhs... well, he made me sumthin' that... well, blockens 'em." She held up her hand to reveal a (seemingly) diamond studded gold wristband. "This a here blockens it."
The first thing that Gambit thought was 'Yay'! But, he couldn't rightly *do* anything with her in this state. "Chere, we gotta get you home." He took her by the hand and led her to the door. He then took her keys from her, despite her claiming she wasn't too drunk to drive, and took her home.
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Kurt had then gone to Storm's room for help. Jubilee apparently wasn't too keen on helping out.
"My voice!" Wailed Kurt, as it squeked yet again. "Make it sto-op!"
Storm, yes, even Storm had been pushed to the far ends of sanity by Kurts whining. She could barely take it anymore. She would never, ever have kids. Ever.
"Just calm down Kurt, and wipe off your face." Kurt had forgotten to wash the beige dots of Nuetrogena off of hsi face before he left Jubilee's room. If he hadn't of been blue, he would've turned a bright shade of red; however, as it was, he just sulked to the bathroom.
"Yes, Storm." He replied.
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2am:
With "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun" blasting in the background...
"Move it, Beasty!" cried Lissa, a stunning blonde, who was watching the blue furry whopper of a man dance around the floor. She, as well as everyone else else in the place were clapping and cheering for him. He was in a red circle in the middle of the floor, along with about 12 other people. However, they too eventually took to the sidelines to cheer for Hank. He'd won not only the drinking contest, but the dance contest as well. He moved to his, Mory's, and Lissa's table as the rest of the crowd made it back onto the floor to dance.
He was out of breath and laughing. The bartender came up to him with a pitcher of beer. "Sir, you're prize for the dancing contest, is all the rest of you and your two female friends drinks are on the house." Hank grinned broadly, and chugged the pitcher of cheap beer in record time. Lissa and Mory both ordered tequilla, and laughed along with their new friend.
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The ride home was akward, as Rogue had promtly fallen asleep right after her revelation. Gambit turned on the radio and "Tournament" was ending, followed directly by "American Woman". Rogue was snoring loudly, leaned against the passenger side window. Her drool left little trails down the window, and her breath left little circles of steam beside her face.
I love her, thought Gambit. She be so beautiful, even now as she's drooling in her drunken slumber. He mused at the odd poetry he just somehow managed. Anyways, she makes me feel like no one has before. She didn't just jump to "let's have sex" as some people-yes, even myself-would have done. She had to even get drunk to work up enough nerve to tell me. How sweet, he thought.
Enter, Rogue's Dream: Why the hell is there so many bunnies in Magnetos' lair? How'd I get here? Oh, well... hmm, there's Sabretooth. She begins to kick his ass.
Enter, Gambit's Thoughts: I wonder what she be t'inkin'. About me? About her life, and the complications of everything. About her future, her past?
Again, Rogue's Dream: That'll teach ya, ya overgrown lab rat! Oh, really, Jean? You think you're prettier than me? Ya really think Gambit wants you over me? I'm invinsible! She screams, as she lunges at Jean.
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When Kurt exitted the bathroom clean-faced, Storm suddenly realized how handsome... no, how *gorgeous* he really was. Before another word was spoken, she jumped him, and they were busily making out. (Don't ask me why, I just don't know wheer else to go with Kurt and Storm.)
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"...just another player in your game for two...!" cried Beast. He'd been on a winning streak, so he figured he may as well enter the karyoke contest as well. He chose "Bye, bye, bye", and everyone was eating it up. When he finished, the "comittee" (the bartender, the DJ, 2 drunk girls, and a drunk guy) unanimously chose Beast winner. He won a Playstation 2 (I love those things!).
"I already got one!" He stated, forgetting about a crazy little thing called grammar. He handed it over to Mory and Lissa. "For my two new best friends!" He slurred. New cheers erupted, he got a kiss on each cheek by the two girls, and the bar closed up it's doors.
Mory offered him a ride home, which Beast gratefully accepted. As he was giving her instructions to the mansion, a FoH member stepped into the street. Mory "forgot" to swerve. "Whoops. I hate those guys anyways." She smiled at Hank, and he smiled back.
They exchanged phone numbers, and went their separate ways.
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Gambit carried Rogue upstairs, laid her on his bed (he still didn't have the key to her door), and slept on the couch, to be gentlemanly about it.
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Rogue woke up feeling horny, with a hangover. Hank just had the hangover, but worse. He went back to his lab, only to exit for dinner, as it had been before.
Rogue felt rejected by Gambit, got angry, and left to her own room, Storm looked to her right, saw Kurt, and screamed. The End.
I'm sorry! I didn't know where else to go! Please don't hit me! I beg of thee! Anyways... that's it. Enjoy. Not the best icing to a pretty decent cake, but I was done writing, so I stop it there! And besides, I'm late for work! Damn! See ya'll later! And review, Review, REVIEW! My dear friends, this is Blimey The Toad, signing off.
PART 8: The Fruits Of Wisdom And The Perils Of Maturity
Author: Blimey The Toad
Disclaimer: Hey, Marvel, look! I'm using your charectors shamelessly! Hahahahahaha! But as long as I admit that they're yours, there's nada ya can do about it.
Later that night:
"Hank! Hank! Hank! Hank! YAAAAAAAY!" Everyone in the bar screamed as they cheered Hank on to yet another drinking game victory. A now well-plastered Hank was reveling in the fact that he had beaten everyone who'd gone against him. The crowd loved him. His newly aquired frined, Mory and Lissa, were about as hammered as him, and it was one loud, liquor filled party. And then the dancing began...
**********
Gambit had sat patiently as Rogue had finished off the bottle of wine, and ordered yet another. He waited without a word said as she spoke in a nearly incomprehensible slurred southern accent, about her past, and their past, and her thoughts on George W., Haley comet, and everything in between. Then she got to what he'd been waiting for.
"Remy, Ah... that is ta say *burp* Ah were tryin' ta tell yuns earliern, but that ye know tha pruh-fessuh *hiccup* Xavier, that is... he... uh... made me this thang that... well, yuns know muh powuhs... well, he made me sumthin' that... well, blockens 'em." She held up her hand to reveal a (seemingly) diamond studded gold wristband. "This a here blockens it."
The first thing that Gambit thought was 'Yay'! But, he couldn't rightly *do* anything with her in this state. "Chere, we gotta get you home." He took her by the hand and led her to the door. He then took her keys from her, despite her claiming she wasn't too drunk to drive, and took her home.
**********
Kurt had then gone to Storm's room for help. Jubilee apparently wasn't too keen on helping out.
"My voice!" Wailed Kurt, as it squeked yet again. "Make it sto-op!"
Storm, yes, even Storm had been pushed to the far ends of sanity by Kurts whining. She could barely take it anymore. She would never, ever have kids. Ever.
"Just calm down Kurt, and wipe off your face." Kurt had forgotten to wash the beige dots of Nuetrogena off of hsi face before he left Jubilee's room. If he hadn't of been blue, he would've turned a bright shade of red; however, as it was, he just sulked to the bathroom.
"Yes, Storm." He replied.
**********
2am:
With "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun" blasting in the background...
"Move it, Beasty!" cried Lissa, a stunning blonde, who was watching the blue furry whopper of a man dance around the floor. She, as well as everyone else else in the place were clapping and cheering for him. He was in a red circle in the middle of the floor, along with about 12 other people. However, they too eventually took to the sidelines to cheer for Hank. He'd won not only the drinking contest, but the dance contest as well. He moved to his, Mory's, and Lissa's table as the rest of the crowd made it back onto the floor to dance.
He was out of breath and laughing. The bartender came up to him with a pitcher of beer. "Sir, you're prize for the dancing contest, is all the rest of you and your two female friends drinks are on the house." Hank grinned broadly, and chugged the pitcher of cheap beer in record time. Lissa and Mory both ordered tequilla, and laughed along with their new friend.
**********
The ride home was akward, as Rogue had promtly fallen asleep right after her revelation. Gambit turned on the radio and "Tournament" was ending, followed directly by "American Woman". Rogue was snoring loudly, leaned against the passenger side window. Her drool left little trails down the window, and her breath left little circles of steam beside her face.
I love her, thought Gambit. She be so beautiful, even now as she's drooling in her drunken slumber. He mused at the odd poetry he just somehow managed. Anyways, she makes me feel like no one has before. She didn't just jump to "let's have sex" as some people-yes, even myself-would have done. She had to even get drunk to work up enough nerve to tell me. How sweet, he thought.
Enter, Rogue's Dream: Why the hell is there so many bunnies in Magnetos' lair? How'd I get here? Oh, well... hmm, there's Sabretooth. She begins to kick his ass.
Enter, Gambit's Thoughts: I wonder what she be t'inkin'. About me? About her life, and the complications of everything. About her future, her past?
Again, Rogue's Dream: That'll teach ya, ya overgrown lab rat! Oh, really, Jean? You think you're prettier than me? Ya really think Gambit wants you over me? I'm invinsible! She screams, as she lunges at Jean.
**********
When Kurt exitted the bathroom clean-faced, Storm suddenly realized how handsome... no, how *gorgeous* he really was. Before another word was spoken, she jumped him, and they were busily making out. (Don't ask me why, I just don't know wheer else to go with Kurt and Storm.)
**********
"...just another player in your game for two...!" cried Beast. He'd been on a winning streak, so he figured he may as well enter the karyoke contest as well. He chose "Bye, bye, bye", and everyone was eating it up. When he finished, the "comittee" (the bartender, the DJ, 2 drunk girls, and a drunk guy) unanimously chose Beast winner. He won a Playstation 2 (I love those things!).
"I already got one!" He stated, forgetting about a crazy little thing called grammar. He handed it over to Mory and Lissa. "For my two new best friends!" He slurred. New cheers erupted, he got a kiss on each cheek by the two girls, and the bar closed up it's doors.
Mory offered him a ride home, which Beast gratefully accepted. As he was giving her instructions to the mansion, a FoH member stepped into the street. Mory "forgot" to swerve. "Whoops. I hate those guys anyways." She smiled at Hank, and he smiled back.
They exchanged phone numbers, and went their separate ways.
**********
Gambit carried Rogue upstairs, laid her on his bed (he still didn't have the key to her door), and slept on the couch, to be gentlemanly about it.
**********
Rogue woke up feeling horny, with a hangover. Hank just had the hangover, but worse. He went back to his lab, only to exit for dinner, as it had been before.
Rogue felt rejected by Gambit, got angry, and left to her own room, Storm looked to her right, saw Kurt, and screamed. The End.
I'm sorry! I didn't know where else to go! Please don't hit me! I beg of thee! Anyways... that's it. Enjoy. Not the best icing to a pretty decent cake, but I was done writing, so I stop it there! And besides, I'm late for work! Damn! See ya'll later! And review, Review, REVIEW! My dear friends, this is Blimey The Toad, signing off.